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Who am I

Nov. 2, 1982

I am a normal person. At least that is what I know about myself. 


Basketball: Bowling: Billiards: Badminton: Soccer: Wall Climbing: Swimming: Cycling: Martial Arts: Dancing: Sleeping: Hanging out with Friends: Drinking Beer with Friends: Playing video games: Playing video games with Friends: Malling: Bar Hopping: KTV : Surfing the Internet: Playing Around: Kidding Around: Deep Thinking: Daydreaming:

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Saturday, September 29, 2007

Warning: For people with a mature and open mind only.

Problems come up in every relationship. But from time to time, some couples reach the point where they question if their relationship is worth saving.


If you had to create a short list of people you could spend the day with, would your partner be on that list? Do you genuinely enjoy each other's company? Do you laugh when you’re together?

Do you have the same values, goals and interests? Do you and your partner enjoy doing the same things? Do the two of you want the same things out of life?

Do you express a lot of affection and appreciation for each other? Or is there mostly indifference, negativity and hostility in your relationship?

Does your partner make you feel understood? Does your partner try to see your point of view? When discussing things, does your boyfriend or girlfriend listen to what you have to say?

Is your relationship based on fairness? Does your partner see you as an equal? Do you feel you are treated with respect? Or do you feel used, exploited, or taken for granted?

Do you feel that your partner will be there for you in a time of need? Can you count on him/her for help when the going gets tough?

Do you feel comfortable sharing your innermost thoughts with your partner? How easy is it for you to talk to your partner about sensitive issues?

When you disagree with each other, do the two of you work together and try to resolve your differences? Or is there a lot of hostility, disregard and contempt when disagreements arise?

Does your partner satisfy you sexually? Do you have sex on a regular basis? Or are you disappointed or frustrated with your sex life?

Believe me, these are but some of the questions that when asked to people with a narrow mind, they break-up with their partners immediately.

Love is acceptance of each other and the development of life intertwined. It's not a quest for the perfect partner.

poisoned_____2:06 AM

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Friday, September 28, 2007

What does it feel like to be Popular?

I really want to know. I want to know how it is to be recognized by all. I want to know what it really feels to be appreciated even just for your presence. To be given gifts by people you barely know… to be complimented for what you are wearing or what you are currently doing… even it it’s just nothing.

Yeah that’s right. Even if you’re doing nothing you would still be noticed and praised. Your every move is showbiz. Your every breath may even be counted.

What does it feel like to know that a whole lot of people like you and try to be like you? I really want to know. I just want to know. I would not even wish to be popular. I just want to understand the feeling and compare.

In the end, I just want to make a decision. Am I happier with who I am now? Or should I make my presence known… … …

poisoned_____1:28 AM

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Friday, September 21, 2007

Favors VS Experience

What is the feeling when you see someone who is not worthy of being recognized, be taken up on a pedestal? What is the feeling of knowing that you are better... stronger.. faster... smarter... or simply, more worthy than this person? Seems to be an awful thought. But shit happens, so deal with it? OH HELL NO!

This world is pretty much different from how it was before. It's not what you do but whom you know. If you are friends with a whole lot of influential people, you get to go places.

Sorry to those who have tried so hard to get to where they are. Sorry to those who have spent most of their lives in trying so hard to be recognized. This shit is for real and it's slowly eating up all the good things in this world. Sorry for those who have sacrificed a big deal but gain nothing. -- Tss... freakin ridiculous.

I beg to differ. I will never accept favors and sell my soul. I will never accept acknowledgement without proving myself first. I don't even give a fuck about what other people say. I just do what I need to do and that is it. If I get recognized, fine... thanks. If I go unnoticed, who the hell cares? Work harder.

All I know is that I'm on my own track -- doing what I gotta do to survive. All I care about is the people around me -- the people I call my friends. I gain friends by caring and reaching out. I don't have friends to collect and use, and dispose off when everything is done. It's so frustrating to see someone who treats other people like freakin whores.

I am strong... I am fast... but I know I will never be better than everybody. That stupid thought is ridiculous. All I know is that I have to be better than I was yesterday. It drives me to strive for self-perfection. It helps me to stay the humble but still be better than myself. I don't need to compare myself with anybody else. Because I know I'm different. I run my own pace and I get by, slowly flying high. I will never seek favors from friends ... damn that's so low.

Sucks to know that one day you will be up there but you know nothing about your current stature. I dun ever wanna know how that feels. I will climb that mountain... I will realize true accomplishment when I get to the top. I will toil... I will bleed... I will sacrifice. I will get to places with my own two goddamn feet.

This is who I fuckin am... this is who I fuckin promise to be.

poisoned_____5:15 AM

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Thursday, September 20, 2007

The Cure for an Overactive Mind

I can't sleep! When I get home at around 8AM, I eat breakfast, smoke a stick and prepare for bed. I try to close my eyes for little while but random thoughts come into my mind. Work, Life, other stuff... I can't enumerate them because they come by me in a flash and it spins around and it's so hard to pinpoint them and... ARGH! I wanna sleep soundly for a change.

It's so tough to sleep for two hours and then wake up and try very hard to sleep again. It's as if you're not getting any rest because you are troubled with every thought. The disturbing part about it is, my thoughts are generally not that dark and heavy. I'm no worrying about anything when I'm at home. It feels like I just have so much energy in my mind and my body is not enough as a container. It feels so frustrating.

Luckily I have my Baby Candice. The thought of her relaxes me from time to time. Actually, having her in my life inspires me quite a lot. I do better at work, I do better in life, I survive each and everyday and it's all because of her. I owe it all to her.

My love... my life.

I miss my baby. How I wish it's saturday once more.

poisoned_____5:13 AM

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Tuesday, September 18, 2007

The Flop!

Potah! Nakita niyo ba sa news yung isang sikat na singing artist (no need to mention names) ay nagkamali sa pagkanta ng Lupang Hinirang? bwahahahaha! Super Sabaw! National Anthem natin di kayang kantahin nang tama. Nang isilang kang Pilipino at sa oras na magkaroon ka nang muwang sa mundo, itinuro na ang kantang toh tapos magkakamali ka pa! Iyon na siguro ang isa sa mga pinakamalaking pagkakamali na pwede mong gawin.

** Thinks very hard** Shet... ako rin pala di ko kabisado. ** Looks at the mirror with a hypocritical stare** Damn! WTF man! I ain't nationalistic enough? Is that an explanation? OMG! What an asshole! (Still looking at the mirror)

poisoned_____4:02 AM

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Thursday, September 13, 2007


I wish even for once I could slip into silence mode. Not that I'm talkative... it's just that when I'm at work, I don't have the time to enjoy my daydreams. Being alone and staying quiet used to be fun... haaaayyyzzz...

poisoned_____3:50 AM

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